Hong Huang: I'm An Iron-Eater, I Was Overheard By The Earth

Chapter 80 Go away, let’s go dance! (Seeking subscription, seeking subscription)

Hearing the rolling voice, Houtu’s eyelids twitched slightly.

She originally thought that Billow was unwilling to go because there was danger in the East China Sea. For example, Ao Yue set up a trap there and waited for it to be sent to the door. After being caught, she might be threatened or lured. In short, she had to let it go. It is not possible to join Heaven Court.

Regarding the Eastern Emperor Tai’s invitation to the Goddess to be the demon god once and then twice, and even the Xiantian Lingbao Cuiguang Liangyi lamp was used as a temptation in the last time, Houtu did not forget, especially… that stinky bird actually wanted to take it. As a mount, don’t you know this stupid bear is my exclusive, Damn it!

The demon clan has a demon banner. Once caught and forced to surrender a trace of true spirit, then it is really unwilling to surrender and you have to surrender. Even a powerful person like Kunpeng does nothing about it, but…

This bear is actually unwilling to go because of such a small problem, which is really unexpected!

Thinking, Houtu Dai frowned slightly, and after hesitating for a while, he tried to say to it: “Go on, the candle dragon has fallen, and his death disappeared. The karma on his body will naturally dissipate. If he sees off, it will not affect himself.”

“Um…I don’t want to go, I don’t like to attend this kind of banquet.” Hearing Hou Tu’s words, rolling raised his eyes, after thinking about it, he shook his head and said.

“Then what if the banquet is delicious?”

“How can this kind of banquet be delicious? It’s really crowded, and there are crying all around, Ancestral Witch, I’m not a bear without knowledge.”

As he said, chuckle, harp, ate all the remaining spiritual fruit in his hand, then patted the bear’s paw, looked at the night outside, and said, “However, people from the big night specially invited me, if I don’t give it The point said, it was spread out, I’m afraid there will be some bad immortals who like to chew the tongue in the back, saying that my ancestor bear does not understand etiquette, and will not give the dragon a Face.”

“Then what do you mean?” Hou Tu asked.

“Hmm…” Rolling lowered his head and groaned for a while, then clenched his right hand into a fist, punched the left bear’s paw, and said, “Yes!”

“what?”

“Wow!” Under the gaze of Hou Tu and Hou Yi, the bear claws rolled a little, and a divine light flashed suddenly, and a wreath appeared in front of them. Two white cloths hung on the wreath, and it was written in a demon text— —’Mourning to the big Elder of the dragon clan, the god-tier of the candle dragon immortal forever. ’

There is also a name at the end: Iron-eater Billowing.

“Ancestral Witch, can you please help me give this wreath to the messenger sent by Ao Yue, and then say… well, just say that my family is busy with affairs and there is really no time to go, but I admire God-tier God-tier. The heart, the world is a lesson, for the sudden death of God-tier, I share the condolences with the dragons, and I wish Qi’an well.” As he said, Kumun picked up the wreath and handed it to Houtu’s hand.

“…” After taking the wreath, Houtu’s lips lightly opened, trying to say something, but for a while he didn’t know how to say it.

Looking down at this wreath, I don’t know why, but I always think this bear is more and more cute…Bah! What kind of cuteness, there are more and more famous halls, give this, and it will last forever Immortal, all died away, what else is Immortal!

“Brother Gungun, this is demon writing, when did you learn it?” At this moment, Hou Yi pointed to the words on the wreath and curiously asked Gungun.

“Ah? Didn’t you learn Dawu?” Gungun asked Hou Yi, turning his head back.

“What do I learn from this, I am not a demon.”

“I am not a demon either, I am a Xiantian creature, and when Kunpeng created the demon texts, those demon texts flew to the sky. Didn’t you and I see them together?” Gun Gun said.

“Um… did you learn it at that time?” Hou Yi asked in a daze.

“Yes, it’s not difficult.”

“Kungun, since it’s not difficult, can you create the Wuwen?” Hearing the conversation between Kungun and Hou Yi, Hou Tu suddenly threw the wreath aside, grabbed its shoulders, and turned its body around. Speak to it seriously.

“what?”

“Yes, Brother Gungun, you have slept for a hundred years, and now you wake up, it’s time to start creating Wuwen.” Hou Yi reacted and said to Gungun.

“I… Didn’t I say, give me five… half a million years to think about it?” I was shocked by the sudden request, and rolled up the bear’s paw, opened it, and fucked. Baba said.

“Five hundred thousand years…Hou Yi said this time, but it is too long, even if I can bear it, the big brother and other witch races can’t stand the demon race having a demon master, but our witch race has 500,000 years. None of the wizards appeared.” Hou Tu was embarrassed.

“Then I can’t help it, otherwise… The twelve ancestors of the witches spend some snacks, and Closed Door Training will study them together to see if they can create witchcraft?” Gungun said cautiously.

Houtu: “…”

Chubby Bear, you would be beaten like this, did you know?

“Brother Gungun, look, Kunpeng created the monster text with the quasi-sage body, which shocked the entire prehistoric state. If you can create the witch text with the body of Da Luo, then your prestige will instantly surpass him! Besides, You can learn magic writing so quickly, and it is certainly not difficult to create Malay writing. Five hundred thousand years, I think five hundred years will be enough for you!” Hou Yi also squatted down like Hou Tu, Put your hand on the rolling belly, rubbed it, and said to it.

“Slap~” The bear’s paw slapped Hou Yi’s stinky hand away, looking at him with a dumbfounded expression, and asked: “Five hundred years? Great Witch, are you trying to force me to death? What is learning and creation? Two completely different things, okay! Besides, prestige… What do I want that kind of thing, I can’t eat or drink, and I’m thinking of so many creatures.”

As he said, he rolled his lips.

“What about the merits?” Hou Tu glanced at Hou Yi, who was taking the opportunity to slap the bear, with a hint of warning in his eyes, and immediately asked Gungun.

“Naturally, I want merit. It is really difficult to create words. Zu Wu, don’t you see that even the Eastern Emperor Taiyi didn’t create words? Kunpeng is the best at psychic. At this point, I really Not as good as him.” Gumun said helplessly. After speaking, the ears of two pandas fell down.

Seeing this, Hou Tu touched its head and didn’t want to force it anymore. However, suddenly, she thought of the picture of the wizard he had seen that Zhu Jiuyin said, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

“Goun Gun, can dancing give you some inspiration?” Hou Tu asked Gun Gun.

“Dancing?” Gunguin blinked his eyes. When did he have this hobby? Why didn’t he know?

“Yes, in the great cauldron…it is dancing in front of your treasured cauldron, and at the same time slaps the drum hanging on your body, will this give you some inspiration?” As he said, Houtu pointed his finger at the ball. The net drum on the body.

“Uh…No, Ancestral Witch, you’re talking about god-tier dancing…”

“What kind of god-tier dance? No matter what, just jump anyway, go, roll, let’s dance, and I will watch you jump together with the children of the tribe, come!” Without waiting for the words to finish, Houtu stood. He got up, walked behind it, and pushed it out forcefully.

“No, Ancestral Witch, I am a reserved bear. I really can’t do things like dancing in public.”

“You can do it, I believe you. Hou Yi, you are responsible for sending the wreath to the dragon clan’s messenger. Then you know how to say it?”

“Yes, Ancestral Witch.” Hou Yi responded with a smile, and then hurried over to pick up the wreath.

“Brother Gungun dance…oh, interesting, hurry up and finish it, and then come back to see.” I thought, and then a beam of divine light flashed, and Hou Yi disappeared.